Fall is in the Air

So, many of you are weeping as the summer is coming to a close, but surprisingly, I’m rejoicing. I’m not saying that I am looking forward to the frigid cold that is winter in New York. No, no. Believe me, being stuck in wind tunnels created by tall buildings is not my favorite thing. However, the cool, crisp air that is blowing around right now is so nice.

It’s nice for a couple of reasons. No more sweaty subways! Yay! Seriously there are times in the summer when I truly consider moving out of New York City. You know what they say: If you can’t take the heat…and so on.

Also, that delicious smell of autumn that is reminiscint of a barbeque, football games and leaves. Combine them in a pot, stir, pour this mixture into a mini perfume bottle and tell me what I owe ya! I heart this smell.

Let’s not forget Halloween and Thanksgiving and the hints of Christmas. I know, I know—consumerism is getting to me. We’re not even into November yet and I’m already dreaming of the Christmas album I’m going to produce. My family (read: Jewish) will be thrilled when I give them all signed copies for Hanukah.

So as not to get too carried away (because the album cover, above, I spent an hour making, is not yet “too carried away”), I’ll stick with Halloween for now. Costume shopping, candy corn on the shelves, the anticipation of stuffing myself to the brink of vomiting with individually wrapped treats—it’s almost too much for me to bear.

Leaves are starting to change colors (not that this is overly apparent in NYC), I’ll be visiting Connecticut to see my family and go apple/pumpkin picking at the local orchard. And the donuts! Oh, the donuts. Hang on…hyperventilating….

Okay, better.

So as I said, I’m aware that many people disagree with my excitement about the weather shift. It’s okay though, I’m used to the dissent. My mother reiterates every year that despite the fact that polar bears are dying off due to iceberg meltage and their inability to swim between these ever-shrinking platforms to feed, she is happy our winters are becoming more mild due to global warming. Love you, Mom!

If it’s any consolation at all–and this certainly always is for me–you now get to go buy yourself another swanky autumn wardrobe. At least rejoice in that.

And, naturally, you’re rapping production not wrapping right? Wrap parties are a total SNORE. Rap parties on the other hand? So much more fun (being ever-so-urban and such). Oh Miss Y&R you give me tummytingles!!!